18 May '12

Good Smut Day Eleven – EXPLICIT excerpt from Dark Lord Origins by SL Carpenter & Giveaway (warning dubious consent)

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Like most workaholics, Pam was putting in another marathon night at her desk. It was dark outside, just as it had been dark when she came to work.

She shook her head at the ineptitude of others. If she put as much emphasis on her love life as she did work, she would still be married. All three times. She liked men but none of them could keep up nor satisfy her darker desires and need for control. The men she’d had were all pussies. Thank God, for alimony and battery-operated boyfriends.

She was a very powerful woman. There were no holes in her business skills and the need for control drove her to succeed even more, to achieve more than ever. She worked out at the company gym on her lunch break and kept herself in premium shape. Had she wanted to, she could probably kick the shit out of any woman who stood in her way.

Of course she could bitch-slap most guys as well. She had a patented move to deter unwanted male advances. She would stand close to them, put her hands behind their necks and knee them in the groin. After they scrunched down in pain as their family jewels were shoved up into their kidneys, she would then knee them in the nose, breaking it and leaving them helpless.

Basically, she was a mean, vindictive bitch—but a powerful one. Which was just the way she liked it.

Pam looked outside her office window into the darkness. Flashes of light scattered across the clouds from a storm that would break soon. Lightning always scared her a little. When she was a child, a bolt had struck a tree outside her bedroom window. The branch it hit fell into her house and unfortunately right through the window of her bedroom. Childhood fears always seem to linger, haunting the adult mind.

She leaned back in her leather chair exhausted, watching the lights of the city at night. She needed a life. There was a loud crack and blinding light shook Pam into a terrified frenzy. The lights in her office flickered—then went out. The emergency lights kicked in and the dark red glow seeped in to her shadowed office.

She stood up shaken, deciding to lock her desk and go home. From the corner of her eye she saw something move through the room. Her fear of the lightning was now overshadowed by the fear of something else.

“Who the fuck’s there?” she shouted loudly, but there was no answer. Scanning the room, she didn’t see anything.

My mind must be really messing with me now.

She sat down and laughed uneasily, thinking how silly she must look. As another flash of lightning shattered the darkness, Pam saw a man standing at her door. The deep rumbling of the thunder filled the silent void of the room as Pam felt her heart began to race in panic.

“Who are y-y-y-you? What do you w-w-want?” Pam’s control over her fear and her steadiness became worthless as terror overwhelmed her. She felt stupidly weak and fragile then reached for the phone—but the stranger didn’t move.

“The phones are dead.” The deepness of his voice echoed through the darkened red glow of the room.

Pam’s hands started to shake and she heard her own rapid heartbeat as her blood flowed rapidly through her veins. She was petrified and could only stare at him.

“You know who I am. You have always wanted me. You just never asked for me to come to you…until tonight.” The stranger moved toward her with a glide. There was a catlike flow to his long, smooth strides. 
She sat motionless, watching him, frozen in place.

A bright flash filled the room with white light. Pam looked more closely at him for that instant and in the light, she saw his black leather pants. They hugged his thick thighs and the top button was undone, daring her to look away.

Reaching behind his back, the dark man pulled out a long, gleaming knife. He twisted it in the air, showing her the reflections in its sharply honed blade. With a violent thunk, he drove the blade into the smoothly varnished top of her wooden desk. He released the handle and it stood straight like a lightning rod. He moved around the side of the desk, standing ominously close to her.

“Get the fuck out of here!” Pam yelled at him as he stood before her. She reached her arm back and swung it toward him.

A loud slap broke the silence as the dark man caught her fist in his massive palm. Pam swung with her other hand and again he caught it in his palm. Pam struggled to free her hands. The man pulled her arms wider apart, forcing Pam closer to his large, muscular body.

“What do you want?” Pam asked, still writhing to free her arms.

“I want you. I want all of you. I want to take you to that place where you are before you come and let you bask in your ecstasy. I want to take you further than any man has taken you sexually. We will fuck until you beg me to stop then we will fuck again. I want to possess you.”

As his words filled her eager ears, he leaned forward and pulled her to him. Their mouths met and with her arms now free, Pam tried to push him away but he was too strong and his hot mouth filled hers with his tongue. Pam’s knees buckled and she felt faint.

She was giving in too easily. I need to fight back.

Reaching down she grabbed at the stranger’s crotch and found the long semihardened shaft outlined by the soft leather of his pants. Wetness filled Pam’s pussy at the thought of this beautiful cock filling her aching cunt. Her other hand found the small of his back. Their lips were locked in a cavernous exploration of each other’s mouths.

Releasing her, the man stepped back and stared into her eyes. The burn of his stare sent a wicked chill through Pam. All she could focus on was the black center of his eyes that gleamed through the long, thick black hair dangling around his face.

“Are you going to rape me?” Pam choked out the question in a semi-frightened state as a glimmer of light reflected from the knife stuck firmly in her desk.

“Never. Rape is not part of who I am. You want me to fuck you and tonight you will beg me to release you from your torment by fucking you again and again.”

The dark man grabbed Pam’s hips, pushing her against the desk. He picked her up, setting her backside on the smooth wooden surface. Her black skirt clung tightly to her spread thighs that were already anxious to part for him.

He reached over and yanked the knife from the desk, holding the long blade in front of Pam’s eyes. Turning it downward in his massive hand, he jabbed it between her thighs and through the skirt.

She froze as the coolness of the blade brushed against her inner thigh. He slowly began to cut away at her skirt until it fell free from her legs. His muscles rippled and flexed as he sliced the sharp edge through the material.

“There, that’s better,” he mumbled as he gazed at the creamy skin on her toned legs.

The dark stranger now positioned himself between Pam’s knees and her legs instinctively parted as his hot body moved closer. The heat inside Pam’s pussy was reaching a scorching temperature from the fear and the unbearable arousal this man was causing within her. Her eyes were transfixed on the glistening edges of the knife as he wielded it like a sword.

“Stand up,” he commanded, stepping back from Pam.

Her skirt was in shreds and he held a long strip of the fabric he had cut in his hand. “Turn around.” Once more she followed his commands.

Driving the knife into her desk again, he made Pam jump with fear. What was he doing to her? Why the knife? Knives terrified her. He moved close behind her and the length of his now stiff cock rested against the crease of Pam’s ass. Her pussy melted and the steady dampness trickled between her clenched bare thighs.

He covered her eyes with the strap of clothing he had cut, blindfolding her. Her fear of darkness and loss of control now had her in a panicked state.

“Don’t cover my eyes, I want to see.” It was a whimpered plea.

“No, you must not watch, you must feel. You must hear, sense, smell and taste.”

Taste… The word echoed through her mind and bounced through her like a ping-pong ball. The total blackness shielded her eyes from seeing this dark man, this Dark Lord who now held her captive.

She sat as he positioned her, holding firmly onto the edge of her desk. With a burst of hot breath, she felt the man blow against her neck. He licked the tender flesh and again blew against her, sending a stream of excitement directly to her pussy. The darkness, the knife, the lack of control, all made her even more excited.

Pam’s nipples strained for a touch. Any touch. The dark man stood before her and rested his hand on her now exposed thigh. She felt him rest the knife on her chest. The cold steel cooled her flaming skin.

She was scared yet unbearably tempted by this game he played.

He took the tip of the knife and plucked away the top button of her blouse. She heard it hit the top of her desk. Again he lowered the blade and plucked the next button loose with the sharp edge.

A deep sound rumbled through his throat as he cut another button away. She knew he could see her full breasts heaving with excitement within the confines of her lace bra. Her nipples were so hard she felt them poking against the fabric of the bra.

“Shit, you have a hot body. Your breasts are fucking perfect. I’d love to have those things wrapped around my cock.”

The man took the edge of the knife and traced the silken fabric encasing her breasts. Pam threw her head back and moaned as he toyed with her. As her head fell back, the stranger leaned in and licked the slope of her neck. His wet tongue sizzled against the heat that burned inside. Pam felt vulnerable, taken advantage of and teased beyond reason. She wanted to fuck this man more than she could have imagined.

Her breasts swelled even more as the knife slowly stroked between Pam’s breasts, cutting the tight underwire in the front. Pam gasped for air as her breasts popped free and her bra fell open. The stranger buried his face between her mounds of flesh. He suckled the taut nipples, biting them gently between his teeth, making Pam moan aloud. “Oh God, don’t stop. Oh yessss.”

Her blindfold may have blocked the sight of him, but she could feel his hot mouth as it voraciously kissed and sucked on her breasts. Her hands lifted to his head and she pulled at his hair, tangling it between her fingers.

His head began to drift downward and Pam felt herself falling back, like an angel falling on a cloud instead of her desktop. The blindfold was useless—her eyes were closed and her body numb except for the sensations of this creature’s mouth as he tugged at her underwear with his teeth.

Instinctively she raised her ass to let him pull it free. She knew her panties were soaked and his mouth sucked at the silken cloth, drinking the juice from her pussy. He didn’t pull at them but instead licked and kissed the thin fabric covering her wet cunt. The subtle tease drove Pam crazy.

The stranger bit her underwear, grabbing the sheer cloth and pulling it away from her pussy. The moist panties clung to her flesh. He leaned back—looking at her perhaps. “Damn, I can’t wait to eat this hot fucking pussy.”

He slid his finger under the tight elastic of the panties. Loosening them from her pussy made Pam lightheaded as her blood raced to her cunt, now engorged with excitement. The cold edge of his knife brushed along her inner thigh, causing her body to clench as he cut her panties away. She was now totally exposed and all Pam heard was a deep sound, like a growl of hunger. It vibrated through her body, making her shake and tremble.

Sticking the knife back into the desk with a loud and vibrating thud, the stranger grasped Pam’s inner thighs and pushed them wider apart. A moment passed—Pam floated in a state of doubt and disbelief.

This can’t be happening—this isn’t real.

Her mind was losing the battle to hold its grip on reality.

Feeling a jarring shot of pleasure, Pam arched her body and screamed as he dove into her pussy. His tongue slid deep and thick between her swollen, engorged labia. Light flashed in the room, bright enough for even Pam’s covered eyes to see. She wasn’t sure if it was lightning or her nerve endings sending pulses of pleasure up her spine. A loud crackling followed by a deep rumbling sound echoed through the room as the storm broke.

His tongue kept swiping along the tissues of her clit. The sensations were so intense that Pam feared she’d lost 
her mind. Over and over, he licked and sucked her pussy. Her ass shook and swung, his hands grabbing hard on her cheeks, pulling her cunt to his eager mouth.

He let go of her flexing ass and pushed hard on Pam’s thighs, spreading her wider and wider. His mouth fed on the feast of her passion and she felt her body crash into the waves of her first orgasm. She thrashed violently on the desk with him growling and sucking on her clit. He didn’t stop until her legs began to shake from the strain. She came so hard but she loved every minute of it.

Pam lay gasping for air as he slowly backed off from eating her. She felt the pool of her own sexual juices and was too weak to move. She needed this release and he’d given it to her. Spent and weak, Pam heard the dark man rustling through her desk drawer.

“Hmm. I see you have a small collection of toys here in your lunchbox. This is interesting.”

Pam reached up to pull the blindfold way from her eyes but he slapped her hand away, leaving a sting of pain throbbing on her skin. “I thought you were going to…”

She suddenly felt a long thick shaft forced inside her pussy. “Oh my God, yes. Mmm. That’s it, mmm, fuck me, fuck me, dammit.” She fell back onto her desktop once more.

“I see you really like this. You like having something hard and long in your tight, wet, little pussy, don’t you?” He held the end of her ten-inch dildo that he slid deeply into Pam as she sprawled across her desk, writhing in pleasure.

She knew it wasn’t his cock but refused to be denied. “I want to feel you fuck me, I want you, not this—you fuck me, for God’s sake!”

Drawing the long shaft from her pussy, the dark man stepped back and grabbed Pam’s hips, forcing her to roll over on her desk. With her legs barely touching the floor he pushed them apart with his feet, making her spread them wide. Her dark desire rose desperately as she pushed her ass up, inviting him to invade her body.

“You want to fuck, huh?”

“Oh yes, I want to fuck you.” Her covered eyes stung with tears as she heard herself begging to have this man.

He unzipped his pants, a zing of metal teeth rasping in the silence. Warmth filled her pussy again as she felt his cock resting on the split of her ass. Pam tried to move upward to get that big cock closer to her pussy but he toyed with the opening of her anus, the tip of his cock brushing against it.

She quickly shook her head in a negative movement.

“You don’t want that? Well, I guess we’ll just have to improvise.” There was an evil tone to his comment and Pam swallowed, not sure what was next.

The dark man pressed the slippery end of the dildo against her anus as the head of his cock split the opening of her pussy. Pam began to crack under the pressure and need. Her ass was spread apart, and as the dark man entered her wet cunt, he pushed the dildo into her ass in the same motion. Pam raked her nails across her desk as the incredible pressure and the pain had her splitting in two. Her acrylic nails shattered as she dug them into the hard wood.

He showed no mercy as he slid himself and the dildo into both orifices to their fullest. Pam felt him press against her cervix and the dildo brought a feeling of fullness she had never felt before.

She’d seen something like this in movies, but she had never known the feeling of double penetration before and her mind was shattering, torn by an inner storm of flashes from both pain and pleasure.

With a whimper, she accepted the merciless torment, the intense strain on her pussy filled with this dark stranger’s thick cock. While he pushed in again, his muscular stomach pushed the dildo into her ass. Her vaginal walls were stretched from within and the dildo filled her, causing a downward pressure, as if pinched between fingers. The wide head of his cock pressed against her G-spot and the tip of the dildo forced it against the head. The friction mounted to an unbearable level.

As the lightning outside crashed in the sky, Pam came again. Her pussy spasmed uncontrollably and she could feel the steady flow of her juices drenching his cock, easing its deep path.

There was no hesitation, no question that he would take Pam beyond any preconceived boundary she had. He wasn’t about to stop until he finished. With hard, forceful thrusts, the dark man hammered himself within her to the base of his shaft. His balls rested against her thighs as he bit her shoulder. The blindfold loosened and slipped lower on her neck but she couldn’t open her eyes. The strain of their passion was overwhelming her—she was feeling faint.

Pam’s body flushed and she broke into a cold sweat as the dark man rammed into her over and over again. She couldn’t feel anything except the rippling sweet pleasure and pain shooting through her body while he immersed himself within her pussy. His hands were hot and he pushed down on her hips, digging his strong fingers into her sweating flesh.

Pam’s legs weakened and she felt herself falling again. She couldn’t handle this intense violation. But she couldn’t stop the animalistic pleasure racing through her veins.

She felt the dark man arch back with a loud groan, lifting her up. He was about to merge within her and she could feel the swelling of his cock. Grabbing her shoulders, he reared up and engulfed Pam’s pussy with the blistering hot seed from his loins. His fingers dragged down her back, scratching her skin. Again and again, he spewed within her. The swollen lips of her pussy spasmed, milking his seed.

All the pressure had caused Pam to come again and her body was left shattered and weak.

She felt numb—almost lifeless. She couldn’t keep herself conscious and when the dark man pulled the long hard dildo from her anus, she let go and fainted away into oblivion.

A thunderous rumbling echoed through the air, rousing her. The lights flickered back on and she found herself sprawled in her chair.

“Oh my God, what the hell kind of a dream was that?”

Her desires were quenched and a feeling of recklessness filled her heart. How could she have dreamed something so dark, so naughty—just so fucking hot?

Standing, Pam noticed a shred of fabric falling to the floor from her lap. Leaning over, she picked up the black cloth. She also noticed the side of her skirt had been shredded. A sudden ache and burn shot pain through her and radiated from her ass.

Damn, that hurts.

Her mind raced, she reached behind her, noticing she had no underwear on and her skin was wet and warm. 
“No—it couldn’t have…there’s no…”

Even as the words left her mouth, she looked at her desk and saw deep holes punctured in the surface. Like those from a knife. Her pussy moistened and her fear returned. She moved her daily planner over and saw something etched across her desktop.


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